Fence-sitter!
Now if it was a petrol eating, ad-exec, scumbags Porsche instead… I’d be high fiving all of you. Except the fence sitter!
I think that this sort of act/service should be offered as an option at funeral homes.
Slogan: “have your deceased loved one sent off to the after life by the cutting edge of an urban sub-culture (read: mainstream) by being ridden over by a pack of stinky, skanky, useless, possibly a uni-student :x, fixed-gear/SS riders.”
I personally want to be ridden over by a bunch of naked shaved women, riding a variety of track/SS bikes, with fire crackers coming out of their arses.
“We’re not sitting on a fence at all. We’re trying to burn the fence down.
And it’s pretty stupid to sit on a burning fence, isn’t it?”
Again?
Yeah, travelling to Thailand for work is great…